Ozzy-Mendez

Ozzy-Mendez

A Chapter by WritersBlock

Emotions in my mind.
Logic in my heart.
Watch as these lovely thoughts fall apart.
Love is blind but so is rage..
All that matters is what we say.
Not what we think.
Not who we are.
We are nothing but born from stars.
Maniacal meditations metastasize in lieu of proper forms of mitigation.
A dying star brings to life a death we so despise.
As I wander through these paths, I wonder if it'll ever pass.
My mind, my mess, my heart, this stress.. Though he doesnt know it, the Tinman is truly blessed.


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Added on May 12, 2018
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WritersBlock

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I'm back. My mind has diarrhea, constant s**t is pouring out. I just wipe it with paper and fill notebooks with it. more..

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